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It’s Not My Job!

Was taking my morning walk when I spotted three ladies standing together talking, and as I got closer, I recognized two of them from our PACE group at the health club. Didn’t know the third one. They were too “busy” to notice me, so when I was about twenty feet away, I yelled, “Ah’ight, y’all spread out!” I will NOT do THAT again!

Okay… to be honest, what I said next probably caused the scene that followed. “I think I’ll just come over there and hug all three of you.” THEN:

karate womanOne of them bolted into the trees, one screamed and threw her phone at me, and the one I didn’t know grinned a wicked grin and took this odd looking Karate Kid type stance.

I managed to outrun the Karate Gal, but I gotta tell you folks, this social distancing thing is henceforth out of my realm of responsibility. I will, however, keep my distance from groups of more than two women on the walking trail.

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It’s Not My Job! (This time)

So many times throughout our lives, we come across instances where we see someone we could help, but we’re not sure if it’s the right thing to do. I had such an encounter on the return leg of a flight to Phoenix six years ago (2014).

I had a three hour layover in Dallas and, as I typically do, spent it walking around the airport, mainly for exercise, but also to do some people watching. In my travels, I came across a lady who had just come through security, and was preparing to make her way to the gate her plane would depart from. She was struggling to strap on a backpack, and I noticed a set of crutches leaning on the counter in front of her. I stopped and watched her, wondering if I should offer to carry the backpack for her, but, of course, every possible reason this wasn’t a good idea ran through my mind.

She finally secured the backpack, and was reaching for the crutches, when an airport employee pushing an empty wheelchair appeared—seemingly out of nowhere—at her side. The guy spoke to the woman—no doubt, offering to take her to her gate and her relief was obvious, as she accepted his offer. I smiled and continued on my way, thinking:

A much better plan

 

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